Back at Silvia's party, everyone was enjoying the night's songs, dances, and endless spread of food.
The birthday celebration was so luxurious and grand that calling it "memorable" felt like an understatement. It was the kind of party people would talk about for years, the kind that would quietly slip into social history as something legendary.
Famous bands and well-known singers rotated on stage, each performance louder and more energetic than the last. There were lights everywhere—soft golden ones near the tables, colorful beams sweeping across the dance floor, and shimmering reflections dancing on the ocean's surface.
Guests laughed freely, glasses clinked, and the air buzzed with excitement. It didn't feel like a simple birthday party at all. It felt like a full-blown festival set on a private island. There were even rides along one side of the beach, their lights spinning slowly against the dark sky, drawing cheers from drunk guests brave enough to try them.
